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NEWS.
CLINTON & BEADLES, Proprietors.
FAYETTEVILLE, GA., FRIDAY, MARCH 8, 1889.
VOL. I. m. 32.
S. S, MOORE
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XXXX Mill Creek Whisky 200 60
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IihDorted juniper Gin, 3.50 1,00
Holland Gin, 2.00 ,60
Imported Port Wine, 3.00 75
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w.p.t ill turn
The Land of NOvcrwos.
Where are all those shifting valleys which
we used to sing and rhyme,
Purple with the clustered fruitage of the har
vest’s fields of time?
Where are all those young ambitions, framed
in rainbows, aureoled
With a halo mist of glory woven from the
sunset's gold?
Gone before their realization, like effects
without a cause,
Vanished in the misty limbo of the Land of
Never was!
Where are all those toppling castles, turret-
tipped witli moonlit glows,
Gay wit h youths and laughing maidens, thro’
their echoing porticoes?
Where are those aerial brownstones with
their gargoylesjof red mist,
Touched with sardonyx and topaz and with
gold and amethyst?
They have floated on the summer clouds that
never wait nor pause,
Down below the dim horizon of the Land of
Never was!
Where are all those golden galleons floating
on the tidele.-s seas.
With their sendal sails distended, bound for
the Hespevides,
Sailing thro’ the dancing dolphins, thro’ the
archipelago .'s.
Where each wai ted breeze is heavy with the
cinnamon and rose?
Ah, their hulks have turned to shadows and
their -ails have turned to gauze,
Anil, like dream ships, they have vanished
in the Land of
’Tis t lie purple land cf rainbows on an
far away,
None but little folks and babies 'neath its
fronded branches stray;
Never doe r a bird of passage land upon its
towering cliff.
But sometimes a dar ing poet sees it from his
dream-blown skiff,
But when lie tries to sing of it men neither
heed nor pause,
For most men are disbelievers in the Land of
Never was!
—.S'. IF. Foss in Yankee Blade.
TRUTH A>TD .FICTION,
They were theatrical managers and
having met in a small town on the west
ern circuit, had gathered around the
cheerful tire in the hotel office and were
exchanging experiences.
Stories of attached baggage, missed
trains and times when the ghost refused
to walk had been talked and laughed
over when Colonel , the oldest
and most experienced of the party, re
marked that he had often Heard the ex
pression that truth teas stranger than fic
tion, but he remembered early in his
career as a theatrical manager, an episode,
wherein truth and fiction walked hand in
hand.
Not being much of a story-teller, the
Colonel at first refused to reel his yarn,
but on being urged, he adjusted his eye
glasses, put on ids thinking cap, and
gave the following facts of an actual oc
currence :
“Perhaps twenty years ago,” said he,
“you may remember that I produced the
drama entitled “The Little AVaif,” which
aroused the critics, but eventually proved
to be a great go.
“In making up my company it was
necessary that I should have a young
girl of about fifteen years of age to per
sonate the little waif.
“In those early histrionic days the
child actress was confined almost ex
clusively to-Evas'and ‘Topsys,’ the How
ards, of course, leading in that line. As
you may easily imagine, I had no end of
trouble in securing a young girl who
possessed the necessary qualifications in
head and face to carry the part satis
factorily.
“One dreary day, I remember it well,
when I was almost in despair, and feared
I should be compelled to resort to the
time-worn dodge—engage my last -year's
soubrette—have her hair cut short and
dress her in short skirts, a woman entered
my office accompanied by the sweetest
and prettiest girl it had ever been my
good fortune to look upon. She was one
of those piquant, natural blondes with a
clear baby complexion, aud who it
seems to me are loaned to earth
by Heaven’s kindest indulgence.
Her pure, unsullied soul
beamed through her bright
blue eyes, aud her every action aud word
denoted that refinement aud honor which
did not come from the average plebeian
stock.
“Her appeals to the haughty woman of
the world were in terms of endearment,
and although she-addressed her as mama,
it did not require the keen eye of a
critique to discover that there was not a
line of resemblance in look, expression or
manner.
“The one was cold, methodical and ex
acting, while the younger one was the
soul of purity, the beauty of goodness and
a paragon of sincerity—one of those rare
angelic prodigies, whose smile subdues
our wildest passions, and whose touch,
like that of nature, makes all mankind
akin.
“My heart went out to that little
queen at once, and I never cease to sing
her praises or kneel at the shrine of her
affection to this day.
“The woman with studied phrases
made known her mission by informing
me to my intense delight, that 'she de
sired to offer the services of her darling
little Nellie as a candidate for the role of
the ‘Little Waif.' Site said that -he had
taught her the rudiments of elocution!,
and felt justly proud of her achievements.
The little beauty gave a few recitations,
and did so well that she was engaged on
the spot and 1 was a happy man.
“While I had always believed the play
to be a strong one, I solemnly think that
without that honest grace and natural
innocence that little Nellie lg;ut to the
role of the waif, it would have been
stranded among the many wrecks that
line the shore of our profession.
“The story of the play was simple
and touching, and something after this
style:
“The little waif, who was the princi
pal character in . the drama, was stolen
from her parents in her infancy by a
woman who had formerly been her nurse,
the, main object in the child-theft
being the hope of remunerative
ransom. Shortly after the abduction
the father of the child failed in business,
and the nurse, who was married to a dis
solute actor, moved to the far west, tak
ing the child with her. As the b^e
grew up, she was taught to regard the.
nurse and her husband as her father and
mother, and when he was not traveling
or drunk, the husband taught her the
rudiments of acting. Of course, as in
all well regulated dramas, the villain was
punished and the child restored at last to
her heartbroken and despairing parents,
who, by this time, were again wealthy
and influential.
1 ‘Being somewhat of a student of human
nature, I have made it invariably a prac
tice to wateli the audiences, and gener
ally had a seat in one of the boxes for a
few moments each evening, in order that
1 might observe the varying expressions
that would sweep over the sea of faces
like ripples on the surface of the ocean.
“One evening I noticed m the adjoin
ing box a lady of refinement, accom
panied by a gentleman whom 1 took to
be her husband. The action of the play
moved the lady deeply, aud 1 observed
that during the performance the tears
chased each other down her classic face,
as though the story of the waif touched
a sympathetic chord in her licatt. I
paid only a passive attention to her that
evening, for I had seen people similarly
affected with plays which arouse the
emotions, but when evening after even
ing I observed her and her
escort in the same box I woudered if
there was not some strange fascination
that brought her to the spot where she
was made to weep and sigh. At the
Saturday matinee, which was the last day
of our stay in town, she eatne alone ami
took her accustomed place in the box
nearest to the stage. During the final
scene of. the play, where mother and
child are reunited after many years of ab
sence, 1 noticed an expression on her face
that alarmed me. It was w ith half fear
and half gladness that she leaned out of
the box to drink iu every word that was
spoken on the stage. Suddenly, as the
child rushed to her mother's arms and
smothered with mingled tears and
, this woman put her hand to her
brow, and, grasping the chair for sup
port, fell back in a dead faint. Shu
trembled, gasped, and looked mere dead
than alive.
“I was by her side in a m >:acnt w ith a
glass of water and bathed her brow and
parched lips. She partially recovered
soon, and, staring about her wildly,
asked in a .piteous tone where she was.
“Well, to cut the story short, rcyiittle
waif turned out to be the c'uild of this
lady, whose husband was a wealthy
banker iu the town where we were play
ing.
“The child-actress had 1 ?: :; playing
nightly the story of her own .-1 young
life, and the sequel proves w
before, that truth and nth
hand in hand.”
: Here a sweet-fared rowing
! tcred the room and saluted
and as he arose to go he -aid
j my dear, come here for a tn
| want to present you to
i Gentlemen,” continued th
} proudly, “this is my wife. 1
L way. originated the char:a;
j ‘Little Waif' in the drama i
■ some fifteen rears aero.”
Lit I said
m walked
ivtetian en-
.e ( iloncl.
‘Yrilit
meet. 1
_■ friend;.
ho. by tie
:r cf tin-
the t nar.a
The Poison of r.u Apatite' ,rrnv*.
As a rule, pc isou:ms auk ... ■ ■; - -i.,-us
snakes are eternal enemies 7 .<• tm •*
deadly serpent we have in An a tii
rattlesnake. The njpst
ophidians arc the bull, bl 7 icing
snake*, ail of whom will t . . ,1 kill
a rattler without the ± -: .
There is no more deadly : n dr-
world. nut excepting the ■ :' A-ia.
the Haje of Africa, or th:- h . - on.
of Martinique titan the tcrr.i
rattlesnake of the .staked i/no- LT,.,-.-
A few miles north of F t: I-.. .r •_.n-
tliis famous desert, nd h , be
found the largest, nw-t atth.v .ad m
dangerous rattk-r.ak>> the v.-rld.
Six feet is an ordiunr;. : r i. ten
inches a moderate circt::.; - '
cry from their venom is e.\i; . y rare.
In August they become r_ . li-.-w.
bloated things, aud it i> at 'V
the year that the Apr h ,.n.- - ■ k
them out to obtain p i- >r their
arrows. V deer's ii\ • r. - . . ; \ r i-
torn out and laid be: , i . ib
is punched and angere I - - A criki *
it again and again, th ■ mor ...
blue black, from the poi • ■• re
the snake has finished stri :ir _
This delightful morse! d . „-«l
high on a pole to r u i . i r - - ■ iu
the sun, after which it- i- i-r .; down
and the arrow -stuck into it. they being
afterward dried in the sun to retain the
poison—a most cruel, fiendish h rriblo
custom among the worst Indians ,-n
the continent.—A'. - York T:
How to Have Winter tlggs.
The hens must be assist 1 an i err.wir
ed ;:gby being provided with • vcrvthing
that will make them lay, for tvaiA it is
lib part of their nature to lay in cold
weather. Warmth being :. r. lit: >n of
nature favorable for egg pr< ... .: a. we
must make their winter quart r* warm,
comfortable and healthy. To insure
warmth, the fowl house must ha made so
as to protect the inmates fr the cold
and piercing winds and fro-ts of winter.
Tin* must have warm food a. leas: once
a day, and also the kind- >f f >od which
produce warmth. lTeanlir.cs* about their
roosts and where they scratch siiould.be
observed very rigidly allowing nothing
in the way of litter or filth to remain
longer than a day. and everything with
in the poultry house should be warm and
snug, but pure air and plenty of light
and roomy quarters should never be over
looked, as they are all very essential to
their health. Plenty of good food, egg
shell material, pure water to drink, grav
el and charcoal to aid the grinding aud
digestive process. When these are pro
vided you have done your duty, and
your stock is healthy aud young and they
will respond to such treatment liberally.
—[Farm, Field aud Stockman.